Anne/Mary ("The Other Boleyn Girl" - movie and book)

To My Sister (Unsent):

Oh angel
(oh milk and honey sister)
I want to tear you from the sky
(I want to tear you from his side)
And does your skin taste like fresh cream?
Are your lips so intoxicating sweet?
I would be gentler than I seem
If ever our two mouths should meet
I could show you things you couldn't imagine
(The French Courts have been plenty educational)
But you would never abide
You would look upon me with more scorn
Than you already do
But sometimes I think I could
Give up my thirst for the Kingdom
If only I could quench it
on the warmth between your thighs
But you will be the one whom I desire
And I will be the one whom you despise
So I'll watch you fall
While you watch me rise
But when I am Queen and shut my lids
All I'll see is the blue of your eyes
You will haunt me like a lover
Though I would never dare touch
You will be my only weakness
And you will never know as much